as the snow is falling down
i look up and sigh.
watching my breath rise up
up to the sky.
through the heavy flakes
falling on my face.
i look through it to the black,
up through the white lace.
my thoughts rise up with my breath
no wind drives them away.
the air is thick and heavy
with the silence here to stay.
i step forward into the snow
moving at all cost.
i move into the black sky
into the white snow, i am lost.
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2004 Gaian original hipster.